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XVII

2days later

I stand in my room pacing back and forth deciding whether or not to go downstairs or not. I haven't left my room since the night it happened, since the night I got molested.

It wasn't consensual, and ever since then I've been more afraid of them than I ever have. I haven't left my room and I damn sure haven't seen them.

I was trying to convince myself that if I stayed up here and didn't see them that they didn't exist. But I haven't eaten and I'm starving.

"Maybe if I'm quite enough I could go down, grab some chips and run back upstairs." I whisper to myself before taking a deep breath.

My hand slowly twist the door knob as cold air hit my skin causing goosebumps to form.

As I took slow steps down the hall I started hearing obnoxious laughter and many different voices engage in conversation.

It sounded like 10 different men were downstairs causing me to internally groan. There were more people here making
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